One thousand two hundred and forty-nine chapters ancient clumsy face encounter in the city
Update time:2013-04-24
Late at night, even though the enemy was pressing outside the city, the city was still silent. Except for a few soldiers patrolling the city, every door was closed tightly, and everything was in a hazy state of sleep.
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Lao Jia, who was guarding the city, yawned while holding the spear in his hand. He did not forget to raise his eyelids and stare at the outside of the city. He couldn't help but stare. The horses of the male barbarians were more than ten miles away.
Standing here, you can see a huge fire, which is where the Nanhe barbarians camped.
Next to him was a young man, who looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old. He was even thinner than Lao A. The young man couldn't bear to be sleepy. He was already sleepy, and the two gods were fighting with each other.
Seeing that the upper eyelids were about to defeat the lower eyelids, and they would be together forever, Lao Jia knocked the spear in his hand hard on the young man's forehead, like a clapper being struck, the spear trembled endlessly.
, the young man was completely sleepless. He squatted on the ground and covered his head. He screamed twice as if he had a toothache. Fortunately, the sound was not loud and it did not scare the whole city.
The young man covered his head and stood up. Lao Jia stretched out his foot and kicked the young man on the butt, snorting coldly: "I asked you to come up here to look outside. Who asked you to come and sleep? Stand on this wall for a day, you
Just stare outside with your eyes wide open. Your mother, brother and sister are all in the city. If you can't see it at a glance and are rushed to the bottom by those barbarians, your mother, brother and sister will
You know what the outcome will be, right? Will you be upset by then?"
The young man rubbed his head and muttered and stopped talking. Old A also closed his eyes, yawned, and continued to look out of the city.
The young man also grew up and looked outside the city. After a while, he suddenly asked: "Boss, you are an old soldier. Can we hold on?"
Hearing this, Lao Jia didn't speak for a long time, and finally said: "Yes! If you can defend it, you have to defend it, and if you can't defend it, you have to defend it. Whether we can defend it or not, can we guys the size of sesame seeds have the final say? We little guys can't.
In the end it’s just a struggle.”
When the young man heard this, he was speechless. Indeed, little ants like them can control things like city attack. In the end, it is the city guards and the barbarians outside who have the final say. These guys, so
All you can do is struggle.
When the young man was melancholy, he suddenly heard a popping sound, and then felt something hot being splashed on his face. The young man was stunned, and when he turned around to look, his eyes grew to the extreme along the river.
Next to him, Lao A, who was still talking just now, now only has half of his head left, and the other half is rolling slowly in the air like a water scoop. The blood that splashes on his face is naturally Lao A's blood!
The young man's throat seemed to be pinched, and his whole body was struck by lightning. He was stuck there motionless. However, after a moment, the young man reacted, opened his mouth, and shouted loudly,
However, it was destined that his scream would never be born. There was a popping sound in his throat, and an arrow pierced his neck in one go. The blood and sharp arrow body sealed his throat in one go.
He stopped, his body couldn't withstand the ferocious power of the arrow, and his feet kicked back involuntarily. Finally, he sat down on the ground. At this time, he reluctantly reached out to grab the arrow embedded in his neck.
, the quivering arrow feathers are divided into five colors at the top and bottom, which are typical of the five-color brocade pheasant feathers that are only found among male and female barbarians.
At the other end of the arrow feathers, pitch-black figures began to appear one after another. The young man didn't know how these guys climbed up the thirty-meter-high city wall. He watched coldly as more and more of these guys came.
He wanted to shout loudly, but unfortunately, life was constantly flowing out of his neck. The cold feeling surrounded him and invaded him. A savage guy in a fur suit walked towards him. He saw the snow-white snow.
The Neck-Leading Long Knife is a long knife specially used by the Nanhe Barbarians. The blade is sharp and the back is thick. It would be very difficult for ordinary people to use this kind of knife. Only natural warriors like the Nanhe Barbarians can operate it satisfactorily.
I heard that the knife was very sharp and heavy, so Lao Jia kept talking about the saying that ten swords could break the city gate...
The young man thought this, and then he heard a cracking sound, and the picture in front of him suddenly flipped, and he even saw his own body spurting blood...
There were ten people who climbed to the top of the city together. Those who could pass through the strange fish pond were definitely not good people.
These ten guys in animal clothes looked at each other, then swayed and scattered around.
As soon as they left, two figures appeared here. There was no emotion in Chang Xiao's eyes. Everything in this world had little to do with him. He didn't bother to pay attention to the city attack here, just like someone watching from above.
The fight between the two groups of ants on the ground was really interesting. Maybe they could untie their belts and drown both of them in urine.
The expression on the face of the white-robed ancestor who was following Chang Xiao was not so natural. After all, he grew up here and was one of a group of ants in Chang Xiao's eyes. Before his realm had improved, he suddenly
It is unrealistic and impossible for time to be cut off from everything here. The white-robed ancestor turned to look into the city, and the things in his eyes were caught by Chang Xiao.
"Do you want to save this city?" Chang Xiao asked directly.
An ambivalent expression appeared on the face of the ancestor in white robes. After a brief pause to inquire about his true feelings, the ancestor in white robes nodded: "The male he barbarians are the most brutal when they break into the city. They must wash away the entire city with blood. By then this city will be destroyed."
I’m afraid there won’t be even half a stranger left in the city!”
Chang Xiao still said straightforwardly: "If you want to save me, just save me. There are not many days when you can do whatever you want. In other worlds, you may not have the opportunity to express your feelings like this!"
When the white-robed ancestor heard this, his white eyebrows twitched slightly, and he said doubtfully: "But this is our best chance to leave this city..."
Chang Xiao waved his hand and said: "There are many opportunities. If I want to leave, there are not many people who can keep me! You go, I will wait for you here and give you a quarter of an hour. Of course, if you die,
, I’m leaving.”
The white-robed ancestor gritted his teeth, then nodded, tiptoeing slightly, and like a white swallow, he flew towards one of the more than ten figures.
The ancestor of the white robe is also an outstanding existence in Xuanmen, and the people who sneaked into the city this time are just some warriors. It is very simple for the ancestor of the white robe to deal with such a guy. He often smiled and closed his eyes slightly.
, pouring all the spiritual senses into the ears, and if the wind is favorable to the ears that often laugh, you can at least hear the sounds a thousand meters away. At this time, you can hear everything within a thousand meters of the city wall. Just listen.
Hearing muffled groans one after another, the sound of blood gushing kept echoing in his ears. Chang Xiao suddenly opened his eyes, and then there was a loud clang of gold and iron in Chang Xiao's ears, and the whole sleeping body
The whole city was shaken awake by this loud clang.
The old man in white robe flew back with a surprised look on his face, like a fallen leaf. There was still a trembling blue-purple sword energy ringing at his fingertips, and in the distance, a middle-aged man with a clumsy face and dressed in animal skins took one step.
After chasing him, the sharp neck-necked sword in the man's hand exploded with a blazing light, and struck hard at the white-robed ancestor!
Moving forward indomitably, even if this knife fell into Chang Xiao's eyes, he would be shocked.
Some beings may be far inferior to Chang Xiao in terms of cultivation, and their realm is far different, but he has mastered a certain technique to its extreme, and this is a miraculous skill!
This sword came with ferocious force and power without waves. Although there was no other majestic momentum except the flash of the sword's light, which did not even disturb the surrounding air, Chang Xiao knew that this was the man who had already used everything.
All the aura that can be restrained has been restrained and poured into the blade. In other words, this sword has reached the ultimate in the world. If the blazing sword light can be collected again, then this sword will be the ultimate in the world.
!Even if Chang Xiao wields the sword, he may not be able to reach such an extreme state. In terms of sword skills, this man is incredibly skilled!
It is clear that if the white-robed ancestor was ten feet away, he would still be able to avoid this sword. But at this time, the distance between the white-robed ancestor and the man in animal clothing is only five steps, and the white-robed ancestor absolutely cannot avoid it.
Take this shot!
The pupils of the ancestor of the white robe suddenly shrank. At this time, it was too late for him to escape. The ancestor of the white robe was full of bitterness. He did not expect that he had found a way to leave here, but he died here at this moment!
There was a buzzing sound, and a pair of fingers came out of nowhere and clamped the long neck knife. The power in the knife exploded violently after it touched something, and the ground under Chang Xiao's feet exploded.
With a bang, hundreds of cracks opened up, and hundreds of cracks bloomed in an instant. This was all the sword energy condensed in this sword. If the city head was not thick and hard under the city wall, the city wall would probably have been damaged by it.
This knife collapsed a gap.
Amidst the flying dust, the man with the clumsy face narrowed his eyes slightly. Apparently he had never expected that one day his knife would be caught between two fingers.
Chang Xiao clamped the man's neck-drawing sword between his fingers, and with a twist of his other hand, there was an extra sword, the Silver Armor War Sword!
Chang Xiao is not obsessed with swordsmanship and swordsmanship. What he cultivates is the way of heaven and immortality. In his eyes, swordsmanship and swordsmanship are just a by-product. Although there is a saying about using swords to pass through, such a guy often